He had never heard it before.

In the past, Yun Ruoyue was very quiet, like a non-existent person, how could it be as noisy as now.

He flicked his sleeves coldly, and was about to turn around and go back to the room to get his sword, when he suddenly heard a particularly nice music.

The voice was lingering and melodious, romantic and beautiful, and the tune was so good that he couldn't help but stop when he heard it.

He looked into the hole in the wall and saw Yun Ruoyue sitting under the plum tree, with a guzheng in front of her, and she was playing the guzheng there.

Isn't this ugly girl nothing?

How can you play the guzheng, and the tune is so good.

I saw Yun Ruoyue wearing a snow-white fox fur, her hair combed into a flying fairy bun, her face was covered with exquisite makeup, and a red plum blossom was pasted on her forehead, which looked very much like a fairy in the sky.

She flicked her bare hands, her fingers gently plucked the strings, and the beautiful music immediately overflowed, like mountains and flowing water, spring water dingdong, crisp as pearls, making people's mood instantly soothing, happy, and relaxed.

The song is beautiful, the plum blossoms are dotted, this situation and this scene provoked Chu Xuanchen to take his eyes off, so he settled there.

After playing the song, Yun Ruoyue rubbed her sore wrist.

I haven't played the guzheng for a long time, and she is a little rusty.

She knows some simple instruments such as the guzheng, piano and flute, which her parents asked teachers to teach when she was a child, and she has an excellent memory, and she still remembers how to play, so it is very easy to play.

When Feng'er and the others were listening to it in a daze, the music suddenly ended, and they couldn't help but say: "Niangniang, you play it so well, what kind of song is this, can you play it again?" ”

"It's called "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace", but I'm tired and don't want to play anymore, and I'm not an artist." Yun Ruoyue said with a smile.

"Niangniang, you can actually play the guzheng, you are so good, when did you learn it? How could the slave not know? Feng'er asked.

mark(“zhong“);

Feng'er is no longer surprised by Niangniang's sudden talent.

It's just that she is still very curious, Niangniang has never learned the guzheng before, how can she play.

Yun Ruoyue said with a little weakness: "I learned it when I was a child, have you forgotten?" My mother invited a famous teacher to teach me. ”

"Is there one? The slave doesn't remember. Feng'er touched her head suspiciously, but she couldn't remember.

"That's stupid, I've learned anyway, I haven't practiced in the past few years, and I'm rusty, but it's okay to play one or two tunes."

"Oh, the slave remembered that when the mother was young, Mrs. invited a famous teacher to teach you, and taught you a lot of talents, and the slave thought you had forgotten it." Feng'er said suddenly.

"I haven't forgotten, it's just that I was in a bad mood before and didn't want to play."

"I see, the slave knows it, the mother is now more beautiful and her mood has improved, so she wants to play, right?" Feng'er can understand Niangniang very well now.

In the past, there was toxin on the mother's face, how could she be in the mood to play the piano and sing.

Now that my face is better, I am naturally interested in these.

It turns out that Niangniang was not stupid before, but she didn't want to do this.

Now that she is in a good mood, she remembers all her previous talents, which shows that Niangniang is very smart and has not forgotten those talents for so many years.

At this time, she said again: "Niangniang, do you still like the prince?" Just now, the slave saw that you were inviting the prince, and you should invite him over for dinner. ”

Especially the way Niangniang spoke just now, the expression, the posture, and the voice.

It's just goosebumps.

Niangniang obviously told her that she didn't like the prince anymore.